savior epic

Chapter 210 Grace
Darkroom of the Kamyan Monastery.

Captain Hook sat upright, looking directly at the distorted monster with thick horns, he knew that in front of him was a demon.

The demon in front of him was wearing a thick gray barley robe, his body was shaking slightly with his heavy breathing, he was like a beast when he inhaled and exhaled.

"Remove your ridiculous hooks, I don't want to be stimulated by these sharp things." The demon's voice was rough, reminding Captain Hook of the thunder before the storm.

Captain Hook sneered pretentiously, then removed the hook from his hand and put it in his pocket. The soles of his boots trembled slightly. Even though he had seen more than one time, the cruel appearance of Captain Hook killing demons was still the same. I have lingering fears.

The demon in front of him is awake for a few days every month, and compared to the killing in the frenzy and chaos, the hidden murderous intent under the quiet posture at this time makes Captain Hook feel more frightened.

Because at this time, once the demons kill, it is out of rational killing, it is pure evil.

Captain Hook has sailed on the sea for many years. Although the pirates do many evils, they all have a little bit of kindness, which is not much more than the clothes of a prostitute. Captain Hook can say that most of the pirates’ killings come from emotional impulses with greed.

As for the demon in front of him, he killed people while awake, very regular and reasonable, full of rationality.

Captain Hook has seen it more than once. A sober demon first gouges out a person's eyeballs, then watches carefully, then sticks out a python-like tongue to lick the blood around him. When the person is still alive, he tells the person himself. People, your tongue will be made to feed pigs, your eyes will be sold, and your skin will be made into jewelry
In short, demons rationally use every part of a person to the best advantage.

Just as Captain Hook was wandering, the devil raised its long and pointed nails and tapped on the table lightly.

Captain Hook came back to his senses, coughed, and said: "As I said before, I can give you the little fairy, but you must serve me for 50 years, and promise to protect my descendants after 50 years .And the other wealth mentioned before, I will not ask you for it."

"I won't waste 100 years on you." The demon rebuffed indifferently, "I can give you as much wealth as you want."

"There is no wealth in this world that pirates can leave forever." This is the summary of Captain Hook over the years.

The demon was silent for a moment, and Captain Hook held his breath, ready to kick the bell tied to his feet at any time to call in the sailors guarding outside to prevent the demon from violently killing people.

"There is no need to hold your breath, Captain Hook." The demon calmly said Captain Hook's movements, "Ten years, I can serve you for ten years."

"I won't accept this deal." Captain Hook spat out, his hairs standing on end with the breath of the devil, "Let's not mention ten years is too little, I'm totally sorry for the price we paid for capturing the little fairy, how could I Guaranteed, once the ten-year period is up, you will not commit violent murders?"

"I can assure you, in the name of the Lord, with a sacred or magical contract." The devil's words were very clear, just listening to the sound would only make people think of Orion.

"It seems that we didn't talk about it," Captain Hook felt like he was dancing on the tip of his knife. "Serve for 30 years, and protect my descendants for 30 years. If you don't agree, then we all have to think about it later."

The devil pondered for a long time again. Captain Hook, who had traveled across the ocean for more than ten years, listened to the heavy breathing, and his heart was so tight that he could wring out water.

"Then let's end the negotiation for the time being. I'm going to lose my mind again in a day or two. I hope we can reach an agreement tomorrow." After speaking, the demon stood up from the large wooden table. Under the firelight, the protruding fangs were particularly glaring.

The demon walked out of the dark room slowly with heavy steps.

Captain Hook heaved a sigh of relief. After this negotiation, his back and feet were covered with cold sweat.

The devil came to the hall of the monastery. At this time, several monks and monks happened to be in the day service. When Captain Hook occupied the monastery, he didn't drive all the people out, but kept some of them, so as to manage the business of the church estate.

The monks and monks had already prayed and chanted scriptures, and it was time to sing psalms loudly at this time.

But when the demon walked out from the dark room, several people were all frightened and stopped their voices.

The demons looked up at the icon they worshiped.

"On the left, your daily lesson is wrong. The pitch of the psalm is not like this." The devil lowered his head, folded his palms with thick blood vessels, and said, "Your pitch should be higher, and it must not be too heavy."

The cultivator mentioned by him froze in place, before nodding solemnly for a long time.

Silently, with his back to the icon, the demon walked out of the monastery hall.

He walked to a corner, and after confirming that there was no one around, he raised his thick claws, pinched out the familiar three fingers, and performed the ring salute alone.

In this world, if you do too many evil things, you can become a devil.

This is the legend that Benedict Akmon heard after he came to the Fairy Tale Kingdom.

So after learning how to open the door, Bishop Benedict set foot on the fairy tale kingdom and searched the whole kingdom, but he couldn't find the most evil creature.

Therefore, he calmly killed the knight monks and servants who were traveling with him.

On that night, no one knew better than Benedict that he was committing a crime, and that after he died, his soul would go straight to the ninth floor of hell, where he would suffer forever and never recover.

The devil Benedict suddenly heard a noise all around, disturbing his peace at the moment.

It was the voices of the sailors, panicking and shouting.

He listened a little, and he knew that they were scrambling because of a man named Peter Pan.

The devil Benedict didn't pay much attention to this, and still hung his head in the corner, listening to the loud chant of the monks and monks in the distant hall. He thought of the icon, but didn't want to think too much about it.

He didn't know how many people he killed when he was crazy, but he clearly recorded the killings he did when he was sober. There were a total of 650 scratches on his body, a total of 650 people. The devil Benedict used these scratches To whip and torture oneself, to force the once kind bishop to fall into the evil side.

"After I die, I should and must go to hell." The devil Benedict murmured in his heart, "Let the souls I persecuted trample me down forever. I will suffer and suffer thousands of times."

The chants of the monks and monks stopped completely because of the riots of the sailors. The demon Benedict raised his neck. For some reason, he suddenly recalled the circular cathedral, seven or eight feet above, supported by white stone pillars. Huge dome, it's beautiful and glorious.

No one could hear Benedict talking to himself.

"I'm going to hell when I die.

For the Lord has promised us the day of salvation through St. Venacana, "

The devil Benedict caresses the barley robe,

"Therefore, the grace He gave me is enough."

(End of this chapter)